I once wished someone would make me a moon.
Now, Holly has made us all a sweet moon, with this tide of words worth more than gold.
Happy Horror’een
Come closer, don’t be afraid! I’ll only bite some of you!
As you can see, I’m quite the looker.
I live behind parked cars, and when I can’t suck blood, I suck tail pipes!
Yip, yip, AAAaaaRRrrOooooo. I bite everyone! I’m an equal opportunity gnawer!
Perhaps you’d rather be impaled by my pal up the alley? He’s an old friend of Vlad.
Deepest horror condolences to Tim. It appears an owl swallowed him! Makes me wonder what the owlets will look like next spring?
Pics taken by Resa – 2021
Toronto, Canada
The Artists:
DEDICATED TO MY NIECE , SHERRIE
For more Hallowe’en fun visit the Chicklets on Gigi’s blog, over the next two days!
For the horror of all horror visit Teagan! She used a couple of my horror-ible drawings. She wanted to use another this weekend, but she has NO NET! The Horror! The Horror!
This is for Holly…
Holly, the sweetest Bad Ass on a bike you’ll ever meet!
she was bad
dangerous
and beautiful
especially
on Halloween night
when her bike
came alive
looking for a
good time
people stood back
and watched her
ride down the street
her red hair fluttering
behind her
a smirk on her face
she was one bad-ass
biker
sipping on a Frosty
and doing her thing
Photo: Mauricio Leduc
Unsplash
A Wall of a Party
On the drive home from Dog Fountain, the corner of an eye caught colour.
I returned on a rainy Sunday to find it.
A huge mural awaited me, and a massive party.
A club had taken over at least 2 monster parking lots. They painted the cement floor in colourful swirls and had a mural painted on the club’s building’s wall.
The wall is a cross block long. I had only 1 vantage point. The far end of the mural is barely discernible.
Okay, back to specific pieces, like the sweet deer.
IMO, the closest part was painted by Shalak. The further away part is painted by her husband, Smoky.
The bird intros the Smoky part.
Anyway, the entire time I was shooting, there was a loud happy party going on. The space was caged in. To sit on this uber patio, you had to go through the club, and pay a cover, or show an invitation to the function.
An at least 6 foot fence wrapped the entire (Smoky) back area.
You can see I was standing on the street outside of low railing.
There were about 200 hundred young people partying in the centre of the patio. They had a wild female DJ. It was uproarious. If it hadn’t been raining, I’m sure there would be party goers rail side.
I bet on a nice night, the patio could hold up to 1,000 people.I thought of taking a pic of the partiers, but that felt voyeuristic. I’m about capturing the art.
Pics taken by Resa – October3, 2021
Toronto, Canada
The artists: (Shalak & Smoky aka)
Reinvented
From my fave poet, the fruit of her words. Thank you Dahling!
The trees are filled with blossoms they wave beneath the pale sky like pink hands of impish children. Meet me in the orchard before summer slips away, I want to dip my hand in the cold brook just to feel the ache. Naked among bird of paradise sun-drenched thighs wet with dew feed me sweet red apples while they are nothing more than fruit.












































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